Ga hand to open the gold market on the Maduo

 Ga hand to open the gold market on the Maduo walk  the way the young Chang Buwan  unknowingly turned over the Mountain ... ... folk songs. I do not know how many times I have taken the trouble to listen to over and over again, that long bursts of melody lingering echoes of the sad and sorrow and grief, my thoughts can not help but zone to the far west of the plateau - the melodious voices singing legend on the plateau , the plateau is complicated and confusing as their fathers did in the story of legend.

more than ten years ago or twenty years ago, the vast Qinghai Plateau, the farmers called simple mining equipment shuttles to 4,000 meters above sea level in Qinghai with the western birds are flying everywhere it is not in the past dreams of gold, but in the end, many farmers in the ongoing fight for gold, snow and altitude sickness, suffering under the West Side of gold market Many of the home, parents with children, his wife did not see the dead bodies of her husband, a massive part, twice went to the gold fields. Fortunately, my father came back alive.

sand baby when his father for the first time, I just turned 12 years old. That year, I see the most the mother's anxiety and tears, because my father just went to the gold fields near the village there is a growing emphasis rumor that under the Yushu area more than a meter of snow, from the gold fields all the way to the outside world is closed dead,cheap UGG boots, a large number of eating sand Que clothing trapped in the gold market in the baby, there's that froze to death in the sand on the road baby starved to death by truck pulled out of Golmud, the Government informed the family members to claim the body.

This rumor spread to my mother every day, the ears, those students in school all day surrounded by my side, saying that the big people in the village my father come back rumors have been starved to death in the gold market years. those days, my heart seemed to have lost something like, sometimes we really feel that my father has passed away, and often sat alone in front of the classroom's concrete floor, high wall facing a daze.

one day I came home from school and saw his mother crying alone in the room, I quietly called out , according to her mother quietly beside sobbing mother clasped hands chapped.

The only hope the message of the father. That night the mother took me in the crowd watching news on TV there really gold mining rescue workers government news. I saw a plane circling in the air and sand are scrambling to rush baby throw in the snow clothes and food. another message is open in the scene and rescue the troops, a few kilometers of the team stuck in the snow, do not clear each vehicle to identify the shape and color, seemed to be a neat undulating mounds of snow. The news said that the road to the outside world gold market is open half of the time needed.

watching the news, my mother took me squeezed out from the crowd outside, floating downpour. just out of the village committee door, my mother slipped and fell in the mud in the whole person. I raised my mother, get up from the mud and water the mother of the spirit of trance, muddy water in the legs were cut open by a hole in the stone, and continuous oozing of bloody mud mixed together, the whole piece of black and red legs. mother picked up a rag and simply wipe a little, without a word to lay down.

dignified in the shadow of death My mother's heart, as dusk falls on a day like the woods and lonely village. those days I could not face the mother's face, I was afraid to see the mother's share of anxiety and sorrow face. mother almost every took me all morning to the top of the hill behind the house burned incense and bowed, blessings and prayers my father to come back early, but the father, then where does?

is the evening, father and seven baby wrapped in sand thick cotton coat sitting in a truck in the car. truck like a mad bull to make enough horsepower, through wind and snow rushed forward at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains washed, leaving behind a half a foot deep the rut.

I'll put you into Chumaerhe to feed the fish! batch left the baby with seven sand mining.

rugged truck jolted up and down the mountain road, the car baby are tightly curled sand, arm in arm, Beikaozhaobei, with the keep the wheels from side to side bumps. carriages full of flour, tents and equipment gold mining tools.

to the night eleven, car-km long section towards the hill, the wheels in kept slipping on the snow. father and baby are several sand out of the car, followed the car kept pushing, shoving forward. pushed a few hundred meters, the car stuck in snow in the motionless, and completely climbed nest .

miles home, so we work harder, we went out to see our gossips A child! tents and a dozen bags of flour have also moved down, spreading ballast in the car in front of the snow, and thus move a step, car roaring in the night.

father said on the third day of the rest of the night the other sand baby fell asleep, only the father and the front of the drivers or sober. five o'clock, when the car along to Chumaerhe when the two left wheels stuck in the snow, the truck and died instantly. father see the body slowly tilted toward the river, screams in panic, waves, fell into the rapids where billowing Chumaerhe.

Chumaerhe seems to be a snow-capped mountains in the spread between the silver and white ribbons, glowing against the background of the snow dim gray light blue zigzag extended to the distance. truck Celi central in the river, half of the water body to be misappropriated, a mass of hot gas emitting surface of the river. In more than two meters above the mountain river, the father and several Sand Hill Road doll sat looking around each other.

> years old! alive out of the Kunlun Mountains. out of the Kunlun Mountains, and no one believes someone else should go down, he will not fall to the first, but the first baby at the dawn of sand in the snow finally fell. Anyone looking forward to fall to the minimum should not be their relatives and the villagers with a village, but the first is down to my neighbor, Uncle Li.

the village to the gold fields of that year when the sand baby's father and Uncle Li is only two people who went to with a gold, and gold with a group of left field. Uncle Li than the father of a whole big a teenager, with a depth of myopia glasses, baby gold field in the sand they call him
it, do not waste time, and we can go out a few even a few! br>
father called a sand near the village of baby back to Uncle Li in the middle, with the team behind, they began to stumble forward march.

father said the fourth day at noon When several people tired and sleepy, it go elsewhere, and eat something that only the snow and a bunch of dried onions, and that is a bundle of dry onions when the truck turned into Martha shake off the river bank into the river, is that Only a few sand dry onion baby who brought faith and courage to carry on. father also said that time Uncle Li is dead or alive even he did not know that he and a few baby in the snow in the rotation of the sand the row back to Uncle Li dozens of kilometers.

few years later when the father then brought the experience of that night when several of the gold is with respect dispensers. He said that when a few can walk at night out, the export to any place, who do not know, but Kim has said he was familiar with the treasurer of the land here has been far from the exit, all the sand are fully convinced that the King baby, then treasurer, has helped to hold on to each other, until gold in the road encountered another baby sand field.

they saw the snow in the middle of the night two beams of light to chase down the lights in the past. had two cars and died in front of the car is more than 20 games out of the sand just gold baby. King said dispensers to consult with them all out, so that the dispensers give out the cover after a set of 5 million homes, that the dispensers agreed. turned over Wudaoliang time, we all thought Uncle Li is dead, to Golmud, Uncle Li and sober him.

Five years later, 40-year-old father died in mine accidents, coffin arrived home time, Uncle Li Zhang Gui can not afford. then I met Uncle Li back to the village every time and he always brought his father, said his father was a good man, if not the father that night, he will not come back from the gold fields in the.

I saw that afternoon to the gold fields of sand when the baby's father, four months standing at the gate, wearing a brown canvas shirt, dark face, dark skin - this is when the baby sand from the gold fields of the villagers skin color come back together. His father and mother laugh, and his mother at this time is squatting own garden pick vegetables. just been to a shower of rain, shaking the earth filled the air bursts of fragrance, be rained lush leaves had repeatedly made clear with the light. That day mother was excited, always with a smile on his face, the past few days also stretch tight brow,Discount UGG boots, the first time I felt so young and beautiful mother.
< br> father finally came back alive, there will be enveloped in his father's family rushed to the head of the shadow of terror Cloud Nine.

dinner, my father from the inner coat pocket and pulled out a stain stained handkerchief, neatly wrapped inside the six hundred dollars - it was his three months in the gold field of all fees. That night the family sat beside his father, fuss, very excited and agitated. evening father and mother slept in the other side of the room, I clearly heard the father said to his mother in the Kunlun Mountains several nights thinking that this is not coming back, walking and thinking about his mother and several children, the mother of the father that can certainly come back alive, because she had no luck did not dream.

how the credibility of a dream, this is indeed an open question. Ten years later, when I grow up shoulder burden of life, I gradually appreciate and understand my father. father from teens to people in the village began to Tibet, Qinghai, Gansu, and many other places long-term work hard to make a living, doing the dirty work are the most bitter live, he is long overdue to disregard the individual's life and death. This is the most poor farmers in western China, who over many years in the far apart and forth, flowing with blood and tears and sweat, dry hands and the most heavy manual labor, the sole purpose of family. they the simplest way to perform and most heavy duty of a man, his wife and children express a boundless love. in the face of poverty and survival, they are not afraid of death a group of farmers.

Two years later, his father went to the gold fields, because he could not find a living in the nearby avenues.

year, my father arrived in the southwest of Qinghai, when gold field, a grassland on the proven reserves a wealth of gold, for a time, dispensers of gold rush in all directions, a massive war to snatch gold in the hundreds of square kilometers of desert wasteland on the inaccessible started.

father said he to the King Field began one week after the news of war and dead every day, first in the individual gold, and later spread to the entire area, first started using a shovel, stones and sticks, then there is every gold self-made soil guns, and explosives Own Mic.

operation of these perennial crops in the land of sand on the baby who, many people were frightened by the sudden bloody, have not pay attention when riding dispensers escape But most people do not run out of mine, was re-arrested baby back to the sand miners have first brutal beatings, and forced to desperately. escape the sand mining area with the baby and some begging to go more than a thousand kilometers, Zhanzhuan came home to find his father and mother his wife and daughter,Bailey UGG boots, and some were frozen to death alive long starved to death in a deserted road. < br>
father said he participated in the looting of gold two days before the war to escape. shopkeeper father, King took advantage of the occasion after dinner, carries a few easy steamed up the tent behind the mountains, with a night time turned over a mountain behind the gold market, from the mountains the next morning to go through the only channel to the outside world, person in charge of the mine with a few people wont, the tractor.

to grasping his father's brother in law is golden dispensers. he pushed his father to the car, took a broken shovel handle, toward the back waving over his father, the father of a rush forward, stumble to the ground. a few people to his father lift the car, his father returned to the gold fields.

faint flicker of light yellowish dotted a few hundred kilometers in the wilderness, and every place where flashing lights are coiled all the way to achieve their homes Gold Dream Golden dispensers and those of sand to make a living baby who betrayed coolies. wasteland during the day is bloody and brutal fight a duel, they sleep at night baby sand two to three hours of sleep, forcing them down JINWOZI dispensers gold gold .

back to his father caught the night, the treasurer sent to each of the soil made a gun, and told us that: this site a few days each sand can hold a golden baby 'baby' back! happened. One day morning, Eastern gray dawn appeared in the first ray of light, the gun was fired the first tone. gunfire from a kilometer away from the presence of another tent, followed by a succession of gunshots and people like dogs called howling.

dispensers, burst into the tent, the sand are all caught up in the tent next to the baby of a low hill of earth. encouraged farmers near the front of the mountain, screaming baby with a large group of sand, is carrying soil gun, brandishing wooden shovel to bang on the side rushed over the site.

gold dispensers hit the first shot, then all the sand in front of baby are panic in the crowd to shoot. the other They rushed forward, Sha Wa Chong, sparsely laid out behind the venues tend to baby's body several sand.

the other side of the sand near the baby who is about to Jinwozi time, Kim Ju Qiqiang treasurer, rush his father and the baby began to move for the sand.

father carrying his baby in the sand soil guns were running among the sand in front of a baby's head is coming from the head hit the block, and instantly the whole bloody skull . Then, run ahead of the two sand baby fell to the ground, body twitching, howling in pain. father and sand shots baby was frightened by them, will be in the hands of guns and tools on the floor, have stressed bitter shouting speedily retreated too far. father said he wanted to run away, when turned away, gold gun dispensers to the top of the head. his father has turned the sand to the other baby threw stones, gold dispensers to escape a sand baby is shot and killed.

brief exchange of fire, the other gold treasurer arrested after being wounded, several baby down in a pool of blood in the sand, the sand the other side of the baby and fled, while also throwing stones toward the fathers block and firing, there is no time to escape, and kneeling on the ground begging for mercy. Kim treasurer who forced his father to continue to pursue the fleeing sand baby. resorting to violence in the end, a bullet struck his right leg, his father down down.

injured after his father, Kim drug dispensers easy cleaning with built-in dressing a bit, even the fares and medical fees settled several hundred dollars to sent my father home. father had from the Golden market came back, it is the Dragon Boat Festival, the ground has not a foot high wheat. home, the wound had rotted, the mother painfully cried half the night. That year his father and six months bedridden, home, there is no cure so much money to his father, the father stayed at home, literally bulging patience and six months later the wound healed slowly. That year, gold market in the short-lived rebellion, and many buy a coolie's baby died in the sand times resorting to violence in the. then, until his death, his father never set foot in the Golden Field.

I was a college student, often use of the learning gap for odd jobs on construction sites. Haibei grasslands in the construction site during encounter a worker, the workers idle time of endless humming always will be, he can not imagine that we can not experience the thrilling story.

One evening, while workers who rub the grass to the animals, while another whining sang.

half the night sitting.

usually taciturn father before his death are rarely mentioned his story in the gold market in, maybe I was too young, not trying too concerned about twice the sand when the baby's father in the life of the gold market, only piecemeal remember his father occasionally brought one or two stories. Then I read what was then the gold fields of sand baby life literature, the fishes were sand gold fields of life baby a deeper understanding. In the reading of literary works that day, all day long my heart hard to calm, I pity my father, and that can not repay the kindness of his father remorse.

bowl,UGG shoes, reach for the stars when a bowl full; sleeping room shall soon, before dawn, when they move; body to keep up with the cradle of the turn, a half-day sun in June, days suspended; face covered in mud sweat, the tears of sand homesick baby who quit my memory, bearing in mind that the lives of fathers Love and tears, as they truly exist, they make me start to understand the hardships and difficult father, let me take a good foot steadily understand every step of the way, as his father's wishes, but also for the thousands of hard-working, like his father as simple and courageous people to strive.